Divorce Me Before Death Takes Me, CEO

Audrey’s POV

The black car raced along the highway. I leaned back, holding Rachel’s hand while examining the rings in my palm. The jewelry cap the passing streetlights, glinting before fading back to shadow,

These rings – I’d designed them for Blake and Laurel’s engagement. Despite accepting their relationship, something shifted when the worktag brought them for my final check. I hesitated, then made the switch.

I couldn’t help smiling at the thought of their faces when they opened that velvet box to find plastic toy rings instead of my designs. Blake Parker and Laurel Rose didn’t deserve my work or my blessing.

I turned to Rachel beside me, her wheelchair secured in the modified backseat.

“Rachel,” I said, “if you knew everything that’s happened these past three years, you’d probably be like Astrid – wondering why i didn’t stand up for myself sooner.”

I squeezed her hand. “Tonight I’m finally letting go. Whether Blake ever remembers or not, I won’t look back.”

I slipped the rings into my pocket and watched the city lights blur past. The jewelry line would launch without me. James would handle everything now. Blake’s influence no longer scared me.

Felix’s voice cut through my thoughts. “Someone’s following us.”

I straightened up, looking in the rearview mirror. Behind us loomed a delivery truck, its headlights harsh against the darkness.

“It’s been behind us since we left the hotel,” Felix explained, “Thought it was hotel transport at first. But we’re almost at the airport now, and it’s still there. Why would a hotel truck head to the airport this late?”

My heart dropped as I stared at the truck’s reflection. It matched our pace perfectly, maintaining the same distance no matter how Felix adjusted our speed.

‘Felix,” I asked, ‘how many cars like this do you have?”

He glanced at me. “Two. Why?”

I leaned forward, my voice low. “I think we’re in trouble.”

I outlined my plan quickly, watching his eyes widen.

“You sure about this?‘ he whispered.

“Just do exactly what I said,” I replied. “If I’m wrong, we lose nothing. If I’m right… this might be our only chance.”

Felix nodded and hit the gas as I made a quick call. After hanging up, I turned to Rachel and squeezed her hand,

be okay, I

Third Person POV

New York streets with a massive truck in relentless pursuit. T the danger, making sharp

course – no longer

seemed to recognize

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patience wore thin. Without warning, it accelerated, aiming directly for the smaller car.

.

gaining ground inch by inch, the car

Blake’s POV

the pendant carefully, I confirmed it was the one I’d given

don’t remember this?”

don’t… you know my memory’s gotten worse since I got

her words. The woman who claimed she’d saved me, who said she’d stayed

could push further, a conimotion erupted across the ballroom. Scarlett Rose was pushing through the crowd, her

was supposed to bring her up! Why

expression annoyed. “That vegetable won’t just vanish. This is Laurel’s engagement. Why are you making a

looked everywhere! Rachel is my daughter, not yours! You’ve ignored her for years, and now she’s missing and you still

us and rushed over, grabbing Laurel’s

is missing!” Her voice dropped to a desperate whisper. “She still has your

the mention of ‘secrets,

clenched teeth. “Rachel can’t even walk. Where

a vegetative patient be keeping? And why was

could ask, Michael burst through the crowd, his face

“Sir! Something’s happened!”

tensed. “What

voice shook. “Miss Sinclair and Mr. Thompson – their car was hit by a truck and pushed into the river. There’s blood

words hit me like a punch to the gut. I stared at him, unable to process what he was saying.

got there, the water was already turning red… Police are there, but

pushed past everyone, racing for the exit. Behind me, I heard Laurel and Thalia calling

met, her patience during my recovery, her tears when I pushed her away. How could she be gone? I’d arranged to have her flight grounded,

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